“I am not in the concentration camp in Shanghai, but in Shandong—· Shadra began to tell her that her full name should be Shadra Sima Lei, because she wanted to bear her husband's surname. "There were hundreds of children imprisoned at that time, and I was one of them. Food was very precious in the late war. We ate moldy sorghum, corn, and rotten potatoes every day. The children lacked nutrition for a long time, and the surrounding villagers would take advantage of the Japanese army's unpreparedness. Exchange things with us. I remember one time, a man hoisted 5 kilograms of eggs and several kilograms of jaggery in. Everyone was very happy, but we had nothing in return, so we dismantled an iron bed into three pieces and hoisted it out. The cell was as crowded as a sardine can, with less than a foot between beds. The sound of snoring, snoring, and peeing against the bedpan would disturb us all night, but for us children, we were still relatively happy. Because we have Uncle Scud! " When mentioning Uncle Scud, Shadra's eyes were bright and full of nostalgia: "He is Eric Liddell, the British man who won the 400-meter gold medal at the Paris Olympics!" "oh!" It's very different off the court. This man is well-known in Europe, and the UK promotes him as a hero. "You may have seen "Chariots of Fire," which won an Oscar last year. It tells the story of Uncle Scud. But unfortunately, it doesn't mention anything about his subsequent life or ending. He was the spiritual leader of the concentration camp. Both adults and children believed in him, especially us children.
At that time, there were countless flies, bedbugs, and rats, so my uncle designated Saturday as the "Bedbug Fight Day" and led us to use tattered blankets, sheets, brooms and other things to clean up those disgusting bugs. I killed 3,500 flies——"-Haha, don't laugh! It's true, the children helped me count them together. I won the championship, and the prize was a box of spoiled canned sauce, which was a relief item from the Red Cross. My uncle also took us to physical education classes and taught us hockey. Later, for a period of time, he didn't teach us for about a week. Later we found out that he was sick and had a brain tumor. At that time, the Allies wanted to exchange prisoners of war with Japan, and Prime Minister Churchill ordered him to be exchanged, but he refused, leaving the chance of survival to others. Until a few nights before his death, he was still alone in the morgue, praying for the two dead nuns..." Shadra became more and more sad as he talked and couldn't help crying on the spot: "I can only say that he is a truly great person, he transcends everything!" Everyone also sighed. Chen Qi immediately introduced Uncle Scud’s daughter Patricia, who burst into tears. It took her a long time to recover and said: “I had a premonition that something bad was going to happen before he was taken into the concentration camp, so he sent my mother and me to Canada. Unexpectedly, when I heard from him again, my father had already passed away. Shadra, is my father’s burial place still in China? " "Yes, after my uncle passed away, his body was placed in a makeshift coffin. We erected a cross. We couldn't find any paint or colored pens at the time. We only had some black shoe polish. We used shoe polish to write on the cross. Uncle's name." "Now?" "We re-erected his tombstone after the war, right at the same place!" Chen Qi said immediately. "Thank you, thank you!" Patricia was wiping tears again and said, "I'm very grateful to you for inviting me. Invite so many friends to tell my father’s story. "Chariots of Fire" is not his complete life, it is now! I really want to go to China and see my father’s tombstone! " British journalists were embarrassed. They promoted this man as a hero, but ignored the second half of his life. Even his body was in a foreign country, which was a big deal to the world. Immediately afterwards, a British guy stood up and said loudly: "My name is Ron...
Bridge, was also a survivor of the Shandong concentration camp. I was a pilot during World War II. I don’t want to cry like a woman. I just want to say one thing. I established the [British World War II Far East Concentration Camp Campmates Association], and starting from this year, I will represent myself and all surviving British companions to claim compensation from the Japanese government! I'm done! " "Whoosh!" This was the most substantive reply. When everyone heard it, they applauded in support. Yamada and the others are getting more and more trembling. Japan's economy is at its peak, and the people are quite arrogant, thinking that even the United States can buy it. But at this moment, they just feel helpless sitting in the auditorium, and there is a huge comprehensive feeling. The power pressed towards him. And the next second, this feeling came out hundreds or thousands of times as if the water pump was broken. Because that woman stood up! With a commission of several hundred dollars, she stood up calmly, holding a microphone and introducing herself: "My name is Salaimas. I am Chinese. My father was a refugee in Shanghai. He was imprisoned in the Jewish quarantine." District, um yes, I’m a Jew!” Buzz! Buzz! Except for Shadra, the combined weight of all the previous ones is less than this one. The reporters quickly picked up their cameras, eager to focus on her face and capture her every expression. Chairman Hader had already stood up with him, but he did not dare to sit down. In 1970, West German Prime Minister Willy Brandt knelt down in front of the monument to the Jewish Ghetto Uprising in Warsaw, known in history as the Warsaw Kneeling! Since then, Jews have become politically correct in the West, even if they do not yet control the media. “I saw scenes of the Jewish ghetto in Life is Beautiful and I’m so grateful for that movie!” Salaimas said unhurriedly: "Although the quarantine area is not a concentration camp, But the properties are almost the same. My father and his fellow prisoners were surrounded by barbed wire and sentries, and were not allowed to leave, otherwise they would be imprisoned or even executed. All refugees must be registered, and the person in charge is a sadist named Hewu. Always angry and fond of physical violence, my father just didn't take off his hat, so he slapped my father twice, which made his ears deaf. Around the beginning of 1945, in order to deal with Allied air raids, the Japanese army also used the Jewish ghetto as a "human shield" so that the Allied forces could not bomb it. At that time, Germany suggested that Japan execute all Jewish refugees in Shanghai. Japan did not do so and instead established a quarantine zone. I want to remind you that they are not motivated by compassion or humanity, they just want to use our huge wealth to serve their war ambitions! They are a real group of executioners! " "It's over!" The faces of Yamada and others were ashen, and their whole bodies were enveloped by a huge chill. There was silence in their ears at first, and then the sounds of clapping, talking, noise and all kinds of noises mixed together, overwhelming them and others. . "Get out! Get out of the venue!" "It's you who should retire!" "Butcher!"
"Executioner!" Salaimas had already expressed his stance. Even if the Westerners present did not want to participate, they still had to express their stance. It just so happened that everyone needed to vent their emotions. Yamada felt someone pulling hard on him, like a tattered rag doll swinging. In his ears came Hader's apology to the Jews, Belle's comfort to him, and Shadra's emotion——·—— It seemed to be mixed with a Chinese person's dissuasion: "This is the venue, everyone, calm down, be sure to calm down, don't resort to violence, ouch!"